Mamori jerked at the sudden feel of the warm hand on her forehead. She looked up to see Hiruma sitting at the desk beside her own. She jolted up remembering she was still in class only to see that the room was empty and gravity pulling her down again, her head was throbbing.

"You look like shit, Fucking Manager."

Mamori massaged her temples, she really don't have the strength to deal with Hiruma right now when she felt like chibi Huh huh brothers were going at her head with their baseball bats.

"Kekeke. A member of the Disciplinary committee was sleeping on the last period!"

Mamori did recall listening diligently about the Boshin War from their History Professor when her eyes started drooping. A small thump was heard by the entire class when her head fell on her desk. And when the Professor tried to approach her a rubber bullet would be an inch away his feet, courtesy of the resident devil. But she does not need to know the last part.

"Then go write it in your blackmail notebook or something!" she hissed annoyed. A vein popping out of her forehead.

"You know I don't fucking blackmail girlfriends, Love."

Mamori looked up to see that shit-eating smirk he had on his face. He always knew how to push her buttons! Ever since they had started third year highschool the rumors about her and Hiruma dating just got worse. She got tired of denying and Hiruma does not even bother so they'd just stop caring. And the jerk was even using it to tease or embarrass her! She decided to play along this time.

"Now why don't you be a nice boyfriend and walk me home Hiruma-kun?" she asked sweetly, venom underneath every word she said.

To her horror, his smirk turned into a full evil grin which usually meant trouble. "My, my. I thought you'd never ask Fucking Girlfriend."

He stood up at full height and grabbed both his and her bag. "Can you stand? Or do you want me to carry you? Aren't you glad about my bench-press, I will still be able to carry you even you're pigging out with those Fucking Creampuffs-"

"I'm not fat!" Mamori did not even know where she got the strength to smack him, for some reason she was feeling a lot better than earlier.

"Kekeke! We ain't even married yet but I'm already a battered husband?" He cackled gleefully as he grabbed her arm and led her out of the classroom, more like dragged. For some reason just as when he stopped dodging her mothering (the first time he was bouncing his feet during the death march, when world cup she finally broke down that wall). This jerk just liked invading her personal space.

"What time is it?" Mamori suddenly asked noticing they were the only ones left at school, even the younger Devilbats are not in the field for their afternoon practice.

"Past 5. You slept like a fucking log."

"Eh? Where is the team?" she asked. Even though Hiruma is not the captain anymore he made sure that the brats are still practicing well. The third years also participates in practice games, not on the official ones though. Hiruma just bends the rules, he never breaks them.

"Fucking Fatty insisted they see the field before the first year brats' first match for Fall tomorrow. He said something about tradition and all that shit."

"Why you did not go with them?"

His smirk was back again, where is her mop when she needs to swipe that stupid smirk out of his face, "What? You expect me to leave my Fucking Girlfriend while she snores like a banshee-"

"Hiruma-kun!" Mamori swears there is steam coming out of her ears as Hiruma cackled to the verge of tears. What is it about teasing her that makes this devil so, so ...happy.

"Kekeke! Hmm, you look like you're fine now." Hiruma said as he touched her forehead with the back of his hand that was not holding her arm. "I think I fucking know why."

Mamori looked at where Hiruma have gestured and he swear he saw her eyes changed, he smirked. "Kariya Bakery!"

Hiruma just grinned when she dragged him by his sleeve and stood at the end of the queue. Hiruma faked a cough and soon enough all the people in front of the line dispersed and a red carpet was rolled for them. Mamori blinked in confusion before she realized what had happened, "Mou, Hiruma-kun!"

He gave her an innocent act, almost copying Sena's smile, shudders , "What? Did you see me pull my handbook or guns?" A toothy smirk.

Mamori huffed as she marched straight to the counter, "H-hi Miss! What would you l-like for today?"

She ignored the stuttering of the clerk obviously because of Hiruma's presence. She focused on the creampuffs and, "This one please!"

"This one is 5 grams heavier!" the clerk exclaimed as he weighed the chosen creampuff. Hiruma was cackling at the background.

Mamori was fiddling with her purse when the package was supposedly handed to her but Hiruma snatched it away and slapped some bills in the counter. Mamori immediately ran after him, "Hiruma-kun don't kidnap my creampuff!"

Little did they know a small smile tugged on the lips of two individuals they have not even noticed that was in the queue of Kariya Bakery.

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"Kekekeke! Good job Fucking Manager we managed to catch the train." He cackled as they finally reached the train station. Mamori could hear the announcements of the train leaving. Somehow, they had managed to catch the ride before the rush hour period. The train is not as packed as the next one but they would still have to stand as the seats were all taken.

"Mou Hiruma-kun!" Mamori huffed as she rested her back on the train, catching her breath. More people are entering the train and soon enough it is crowded. Hiruma was standing in front of her and for some reason people tend to give him his personal space. Which she is thankful for because her headache is coming back again.

She was almost dozing off when her forehead hit something firm. She cracked one eye open but she can only see teal. It took her seconds to realize that she was leaning on Hiruma's shoulder. A sense of panic arise in her at the sudden realization when she felt a hand at the back of her head, she froze.

"Stay still Fucking Manager. I will not carry you all the way to your house if that headache of yours get worse. I will leave you here in the fucking train."

Despite Mamori's headache, she managed to roll her eyes at what he said. Sometimes she thinks he is sweet,shudders, just like right now with his hand at the back of her head to steady her, but he just knows how to ruin it.

From a distance, the couple smiled as the man grabbed his wife's hand to hold it.

xxXxx

The train ride went smoothly and they are currently in front of the Anezaki's residence. Mamori had rung the door bell for the second time but no one came to open the door.

"Don't you have a fucking key or something? I'm parched." Hiruma asks as he taps his foot impatiently.

"Mamori." a manly voice came from behind them that Mamori is very familiar with. Hiruma recognized him from his data as her father.

"Dad!" Mamori came running to him open arms and left Hiruma standing awkwardly in front of their gate. "When did you get home?!"

"This noon, your Mom fetched me at the airport."

"Now, now save the greetings for later. Hiruma-kun come inside, I heard your parched." Mami Anezaki interrupted the father-daughter duo as she was already unlocking their gate and grabbed Hiruma by the arm. She smiled at him and said, "also, stay for dinner. We had a lot of takeout, Dear accompany Hiruma-kun in the living room for a while I prepare the table. Mamori, go change your clothes and help me after."

Hiruma knows better than to refuse food from Mami Anezaki, he skipped her little party for the Devilbats in one of their victories and the next morning she was in the clubhouse. A bento in hand for him and when he was about to refuse it, cursing even, the woman cursed at him scolding him for not attending the dinner she prepared, he was so sure the woman grew horns and a tail while at it. The next thing he knew the bento was already on his hand and Mami Anezaki was back to her angelic self. The woman was scary. So now, he is here sitting on the couch with Mamori's father.

"Well, when are you gonna tell her?"

"...Huh?" Hiruma cringed, he sounded like one of the Huh Huh Brothers.

"I saw how you look at Mamori."

"Like what?"

"Like you never wanna look away."

"Kekeke, are you going to tell me to get the hell away from your daughter now?" Hiruma cackled sarcastically.

"I know that look, it's the same way I look at her mother." Tateo paused and smiled a little. "And she looks at you the way her mother looks at me."

Hiruma looked at the Anezaki patriarch in the eye, calculating, analyzing, the man continued. "I won't make you swear to me with silly promises like don't hurt her. Pain is always inevetable in love. I can see the reservations in your eyes. Mamori is strong, but cherish her would you?"

"Tch. I know."

"Dinners ready!" Mamori called out as she was coming out of the kitchen. She was a little puzzled to see his father with a small smile on his face and then there is Hiruma, with his game face on, like he was calculating a play or something.

Both men rise on their feet to go to the kitchen and Mamori did not miss the way her father smiled and patted Hiruma on the back. And when Hiruma gave him a full toothy evil grin Mamori felt a chill run down her spine, she felt her head throbbing again.

xxXxx

OMAKE:

Tateo grabbed his wife's hand to hold it. They are both looking at Hiruma emanating an ominous aura and glaring to any passenger that enters his personal space. Mamori still leaning on his shoulder.

"You did not told me Mamori has a boyfriend."

Mami rolled her eyes and started to fume, "Because they're not, I have been waiting since their second year for them to make it official."

Tateo gave a hearty laugh. Mami once told him about this man that brought Mamori out of her shell. When his wife told him that Mamori joined the American Football club he thought that she was just going in with her American roots. But then his wife told him about the exhanged glances, secret hand signals and silent understanding. He felt his wife squeeze his hand a little. "What do you say we give them a little push?"

Seeing Hiruma protectively barricading Mamori right now. Tateo gave a little laugh and squeezed back. 'Ah, he'll be good for her.'

xxXxx

A/N: Ah, I'm back I guess. Pandemic has been hard. I hope everyone is okay~ ⊂ ( • ‿ • ⊂ ) * . ✧